her warmth has abandoned my heart again
left holding my desolation
i gaze into the heavens
darkness steals the day
and delivers a mist of anguish
while an amethyst moon
cries down on the city
despair rains down
on my soul
searching for a reason to breathe
finding an excuse to endure
in time all this pain
may disappear
this life can only improve
from here















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good poem mate.
"searching for a reason to breathe
finding an excuse to endure"
nicely emotive.
love it
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this is a great piece. really honest and true to the reader. and i just adore the images you allow the reader to enjoy. this poem just roles off the tongue of the reader into their hearts. we can all relate.
i love it.
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